That Boy

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  • Published: 21 Feb 2014
  • Updated: 19 Mar 2018
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Every girl wants a Prince Charming of some sort. Me? I don't want a prince, I want the penguin loving singer.


16. Ahh Hell

Once we pull out of the coffee shop parking lot, I turn on the radio and Talk Dirty To Me is on. I laugh and start dancing in my seat.

Luke glances at me and bursts out laughing. I stick my tongue out at him and laugh while trying to sing the words. And before I know it, Luke's joined me and now were both shouting out the lyrics and dancing.

After the songs over I stop dancing and try to catch my breath. I just giggle an Luke chuckles. I turn the radio off because I was going to talk but I just keep giggling.

After a couple moments of silence I can't stand it anymore.

"That blonde girl, Grace was so checking you out in the coffee shop." I say and take a deep breath when I watch his face turns into a cocky smirk and his eyes seem to light up.

"Well, I can't blame her. Like have you seen me? I'm a sex god." He says and I just laugh.

"Whatever floats your boat Luke." I say shaking my head at him while looking out the window.

"Water." He says and I give him a confused look.

"What? Water?" I ask.

"Water floats my boat Stevie." He says with compleat serious expression and I just laugh again.

"Idiot." I say chuckling. He grabs my hand and kisses it. A blush makes it's way onto my cheeks and I look out the window.

"Stevie...... Stevie?...... Stevie Rae!" I hear Luke yell and I look over at him confused I why he was calling my name.

"Yeah?" I ask still kinda in a daze from my daydreaming.

"We're here an if you don't want to be late, I strongly suggest you go now." He says and I just realized that were at my school.

"Oh right. Sorry. Wasn't thinking right." I say shaking my head and laughing at myself.

I go to open the door but Luke locks it.

I turn back to him and raise an eyebrow at him.

"If you want me to stay, all you have to do is ask ya know." I say crossing my arms smirking.

"Really? Will you stay with me?" He asks with a giant smile on his face an it takes everything in me not to laugh.

"Um, no. Bye Lukey." I say and I unlock the door but he locks it again.

"Luke I'm going to be late." I groan turning back to him. He smirks and crosses his arms over his chest.

"Your forgetting something." He says and I narrow my eyes trying to remember what I possibly forgot. Nothing seems to come to mind...... Not right now anyway.

"And what would that be?" I ask sarcastically.

He leans in and my breath hitches in my throat. He places one hand on my cheek and brings my face closer to his.

He places his lips on mine and I kiss back automatically. I put my hand on his and smile into the kiss thanking whoever got me to this special idiot over 1000x.

I pull away and we smile at each other.

I grab my bag and my coffee and step out of the car and I feel the heat radiating from the air around me.

I put my glasses on my face more and begin walking into the school.

I walk into my first class and take out my binder as my phone goes off.

I pick it up and hold it up to my ear.

"Yellow?" I say in a horrible fake posh accent. The other person chuckles as I roll my eyes.

"Yellow? Seriously?" A voice asks and I just shrug my shoulders.

"Yes, yellow." I say while pullin out my binder and placing it on my desk.

"Where were you this morning? Was Luke with you?" The voice asks and I get confused on who's calling me.

"Um. Can I as who this is first?" I ask confusion taking over my features.

"Oh Luke didn't tell you, bastard. It's me. Michael." He says and I "Ohh."

"Oh okay. Hey an ya he was. What did you want him for?" I ask putting my phone up to my left ear while leaning on my elbows.

"We have to write. You know how much he hates writing music," Micky says and I nod but then remember he can't see me.

"Yeah. He's gotta suck it up though." I sigh and twirl my pencil between my fingers.

"THATS WHAT WE KEEP TELLING HIM! He won't listen to us though." Michael yells so loud that I have to take my phone away from my ear. I blink a couple times at my phone.

"Okay no need to yell dipshit. I get it. He won't listen to you. What do you want me to do about it?" I ask fearing the answer. I hear shuffling on the other end.

"Well, I had something in mind......." He says and I can easily hear the smirk in his voice.

Ahh hell.

The bell rings before he can say anything else.

"Dude I gotta go. The bell rang and if the teacher see that I have my phone with me, he'll kill me." I groan in annoyance. I really hate my teacher.

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